Dream resident 

This is about the inhabitant of a dream. 
It’s story that’s a little bit sad 
About a sepia-colored world 
where the clocks stopped 
and a very young boy wanders about 

He’s moving forward to a far odd yet near place 
which is of no one’s possession. 

Riding on a gray railway he travels around the world 
Enchanted by a townscape like the one of Kowloon 
Walking happily on a rainbow of only one color 
He holds his umbrella and travels around the world 

Days of daydreaming 
- the real world - 
am I still asleep? 

This is about the inhabitant of a dream. 
Even though he is a little lonely, a little lonely 
All he happens to see on the street are shadows 
and he [bad word] across anyone. 
No, he doesn’t. 

The moon in its grayness is just so exceedingly large 
that everything seems like it’s about to get 
inhaled by it 

Through an alleyway where candles are lined up 
he travels through the world 
And there’s the signpost of a carriage 
no one is sitting in 
And for everyone he crosses the moon 
on a mysterious bicycle 
As if he was tightrope walking, 
he travels around the world 

The days keep flowing by 
- the real world - 
am I still asleep? 

Provided that there is a morning [bad word] 
and I am able to wake up 
I will talk about this dream to you 

Riding on a gray railway, 
I travel around the world 
Waiting for this tale to end 

When did I start to see this dream 
about this never-ending world 
that’s found somewhere in eternity? 
Days of daydreaming 
- the real world - 
am I still asleep?

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